Maeshiro Yotsuba's Terrible Idea (5K) (Continued)

He received news that the disassembly and research of Lancelot Z-01 had been completed.

So he decided to go and take a look.

However, upon arriving at the destination according to the address, Mahiro found that it was just a ruin, surrounded by abandoned buildings standing alone, without a single ghost in sight.

The ground was overgrown with weeds; it was utterly desolate.

"Mahiro, over here."

Just then, a familiar voice rang out from behind.

It's New York.

She was dressed as a secretary, her thin white shirt almost translucent, and her light black stockings, revealing her flesh color, clung tightly to her shapely thighs.

Her delicate, jade-like feet were encased in a pair of jet-black high heels.

It looked so tempting, making one want to hold it in their hands and play with it properly.

Please follow me.

Niu led the way, leading him into the alley and opening a dilapidated iron gate.

Below lay endless darkness and steps leading to an unknown destination.

Gusts of eerie wind surged up from the underground passage, as if it led straight to the underworld and the Yellow Springs.

However, all of this is just a cover-up, a way to deceive people. The real gathering place is at the end of this passage, nearly two hundred meters underground!

"It's amazing that you guys were able to dig so deep in such a short time..."

But in fact, upon arriving at the gathering place, we discovered that it was even more spectacular inside!

The building features soaring ceilings, smooth white walls, marble floors, security checks and alarms, and automatic doors.

It was completely different from what I had imagined; you could easily mistake it for a company or organization buried deep underground!

Those walking around here are all girls from the Shadow Garden, whether they are orcs or elves, they all conceal their racial characteristics.

She looks no different from an ordinary human girl.

The technology displayed here has perfectly combined science and magic. Not to mention Britannia, even in the world of Magical Irregularities, there are probably very few that can compare to it.

Almost everyone here has learned how to use CAD.

They fully integrated themselves into their lives and work.

Mahiro admired everything around him and continued to follow New's footsteps deeper into this underground base.

Taking the elevator took us even deeper underground.

What lies buried deep in the ground, completely different from what's above, is a research institute.

All the technology mentioned above originated from here.

Upon opening the door, he saw the true owner of this area— Ita, who appeared drowsy, wearing a white lab coat and fiddling with a tablet in his hand.

She looked so tired that it seemed her eyes were about to close.

Until they discovered his arrival.

"Ah... Brother Mahiro, you've come..."

Ita slowly turned her gaze, her long, messy hair swaying as she staggered toward him.

"No, I mean, how long has it been since you last slept?"

Mahiro forward and quickly used Ita's frail body, which was about to collapse, and asked with a slight headache.

"How long... has it been since I last slept? When was the last time I slept...?"

Ita tilted his head, muttering to himself, it was unclear whether he was asking him or himself.

After a while, Ita seemed to remember something and spoke up:

"Ah... I remember now, the last time I slept was about a week ago..."

Her words sounded like rambling.

Hiss--

A week ago?

So that means this girl hasn't slept for a week???

Even Mahiro couldn't help but gasp when he heard it.

No wonder this girl is in this state.

"Then you should go to sleep now."

"But... I haven't yet Mahiro you about the results I've obtained from researching the various parts that were disassembled from that robot."

As she spoke, Ita yawned and picked up her tablet to fiddle with it.

But the next second...

Ita suddenly felt his hand go empty.

Her tablet was Mahiro away by Mahiro.

"That's an order. Go back to sleep now! Aren't your research findings all recorded on the tablet? I can review them myself!"

And so, the weary Ita was chased away by him, and with the help of the other researchers, taken back to her room to sleep.

Everyone says researchers are crazy, and now he's really seen it for himself.

While it was indeed the task he assigned, spending a week without sleep or rest over this pile of scrap metal?

Isn't this just plain insane?!

"Go, call Alpha here for me. Tell her I'm looking for her," Mahiro instructed New while fiddling with the tablet and checking its contents.

He sounded a little unhappy, which New York could tell, but there was something she still had to say.

"I am very sorry, Lord Mahiro, but Lord Alpha does not currently have a base here. This base is managed by Lord Beta and Number 559..."

"559?"

Mahiro was slightly taken aback.

It's normal that Alpha isn't there, since many places would like her to manage them.

But this number 559 is...

Oh, I remember now, it was that saint named Victoria.

She had long, pinkish-gold hair that covered one eye, which left a fairly deep impression on me.

"Then let's bring them over."

"Yes."

Shortly after Newt stepped down, Beta arrived, followed by number 559.

"Greetings, Mahiro!"

The two of them knelt down on one knee and bowed to him.

"Alright, let's get started."

"Yes, Mahiro."

As the two stood up, Mahiro suddenly spoke again:

"Tell me, what's wrong with Ita? He hasn't slept for a week, why didn't you stop him?"

Upon hearing this, both 559 and he couldn't help but shrink their necks, timidly lowering their heads and murmuring:

"I'm sorry, Mahiro, it's not that we didn't want to stop it... but... but..."

"No way..."

When Beta's eyes darted left and right, his face showing bitterness, as if he had something to say but couldn't express it, Victoria chimed in:

"Mahiro, Lord Beta is unable to stop Lord Ita..."

Really.

Beta did try to stop it, but each time Ita tricked her badly, and she cried eight times in a week.

As for Victoria, needless to say.

Even Beta couldn't control her; she was just a Numbered Person, and although the power was personally bestowed upon her by Mahiro, she was no match for Ita at all.

Seeing Beta's pitiful state, Mahiro couldn't help but sigh.

Despite being number two in the Shadow Garden, she and Gamma are the ones who are bullied the most among the Seven Shadows.

Gamma is always bullied by Delta, while Beta is bullied by Ita.

Ita always uses his strange inventions on Beta.

Thinking of this, Mahiro reached out and touched her short, silver-white hair.

"Alright, alright, let's leave it at that this time. If it happens again, just contact me or Alpha, understand?"

"Yes, I understand, Mahiro..."

"Alright, come and introduce your research findings to me."

Mahiro handed over the tablet, and Beta took it and explained it to him in detail.

During these days, Ita worked tirelessly, thoroughly mastering all the technologies of the Lancelot Z-01.

Its power system includes the Blaze Luminous energy shields on both arms, and the Maser Vibration Sword, among other things.

According to simulation data, Lancelot, as the seventh generation, has 1.6 times the athletic performance of Sutherland, not even counting its massive energy reserves.

Using Sakuradite directly makes it last longer than a regular Sutherland.

"So what about Knightmare? How far along is it in the design process?"

"I'm sorry, Mahiro Shinji, time is a bit tight; we're still in the design phase..."

"Oh, it's okay, no rush."

Mahiro nodded slightly and continued, "What happened to the pile of scrap metal after it was dismantled?"

"What do you need those things for in the warehouse?"

"It's nothing, I was just asking. If you've finished using it, just pack up and dump that pile of stuff at the entrance of the Governor's Mansion in the Tokyo Settlement."

"Huh?"

Beta paused for a moment, then quickly said, "Mahiro, please forgive my bluntness, but I believe that although that pile of stuff is now scrap metal, it could play a greater role if it were kept as parts for assembling the next generation of Knightmare."

However, upon hearing her words, Mahiro shook his head and said:

"No, you're wrong, Beta. Sending those things back is far more useful than keeping them to ourselves."

Beta blinked and looked at him.

"I apologize, Mahiro, I am rather dull and do not quite understand..."

"It's okay, I'll explain it to you slowly..."

The reason is actually quite simple.

Lancelot Z-01 is the latest generation of Knightmare mobile suits, and it is the masterpiece of Lloyd Asplund, who is nicknamed Earl Pudding.

If Lloyd keeps the parts, he will be able to create a second-generation Lancelot.

But it will definitely take a long time.

Therefore, it would be better to return the Lancelot parts, which he has already mastered the technology of, and let him assemble them again, thus enabling faster upgrades and replacements.

After that, they captured it again, dismantled it again, and continued to exploit its technology.

It's always faster to take someone else's technology and improve upon it than to slowly research it yourself.

For example, the FLOAT SYSTEM and the Hadron Cannon.

These weapons may not be considered powerful, but they are convenient, especially the hovering flight system, which is much more convenient than magic-driven systems.

When Beta and 559 heard his utterly despicable and "bad" idea, they both looked on with surprise and admiration.

Mahiro is Mahiro amazing; even his ideas are so brilliant.